Key: E
Introduction:
E B
We were 16 at the most
A
McCartney was our holy ghost
E B
and we were sure our smiles would never turn to tears
18 cought us pretty fast
C#m B
I dont want nothing heavy
A E
just my baby in the back of my chevy
C#m B
little loving on the weekends
A B
make me feel allright
C#m B
I dont want nothing heavy
A E
just my baby in the back of my chevy
C#m B A E
to kiss away my blues in the fullmoon light
So life became an conglomination